bookrandom Chapter 1367 Exploring the Initial Island
Chapter 1367 Exploring the Initial Island
In the Kingdom of Bryston, in the desert leading to Fort Boldan.
There is yellow sand everywhere, and there are many earth elements and sand elements wandering nearby. This is one of the driest areas in the entire Apocalypse Continent, filled with meteorological tides of earth elements.
A group of extraordinary people wearing the uniforms of scholars from the Parliament of Knowledge were trekking through the desert following footprints on the ground, followed by three camels carrying luggage and fresh water, trying to cross the meteorological tide ahead.
Their adventure system is quite complete. Not only does it have several scholars who are proficient in various branches of magic, but it also has a demigod-level meteorologist. This configuration is enough to explore most weather tides.
Standing at the front of the team were two demigods, one of whom was Brad Palmer, who was wearing a black scholar's robe and had served as a professor in the Warrior Department at Wake University.
A current meteorologist uses magic powder and a special weather wand to collect nearby weather data, saying:
"The temperature across the Apocalypse Continent has dropped significantly recently. According to historical data, the average temperature of this desert during meteorological tides in previous years was around 32 degrees Celsius, with a maximum of 68 degrees Celsius. Now it's around 12 degrees Celsius."
Brad Palmer smiled and said:
"It's perfectly normal. This is a sign that the Frost Goddess is returning. Not only her, but also the Goddess of Nature and even the Goddess of Life are trying to return. This level of weather fluctuation is perfectly logical under the influence of divine power. As a meteorologist, you'll have to get used to it."
The meteorologist praised:
"It's Professor Palmer indeed. This kind of information should be top secret even in the Knowledge Council, right? At least I haven't received any information at all. By the way, why don't I see Professor Anderson? Didn't he enter the desert with you?"
Brad Palmer smiled and said:
"We separated a long time ago."
The meteorologist was about to say something else when he suddenly heard the sound of a huge creature flapping its wings in the distant sky.
Looking up, I saw a giant black dragon approaching rapidly from a distance, giving me an intuitive sense of impact.
The meteorologist smiled with surprise and said loudly:
"His Majesty the King has arrived! Everyone, please set up camp and rest here. We will reunite with His Majesty the King before setting off again."
Brad Palmer raised his head and looked at the dragon in the distance, a thoughtful look on his face.
About 40 minutes later, with a gust of wind, the huge body of the black dragon in the air slowly fell, revealing the old and gaunt figure of Xiek wearing a white wizard robe.
"Greetings, Your Majesty Xiek!" Everyone present bowed down at the same time and saluted the King of Angels.
"Where is the Curse Cult team?" Xiye asked as soon as he landed.
The meteorologist replied respectfully:
"They're right ahead of us, about 36 hours ahead of us. The reason is that a large weather tide happened to appear between us and the Curse Cult team, causing us to spend a lot of time crossing."
Hiyek nodded and looked towards the raging earth tornado ahead. Just as he was about to speak, his gaze suddenly stopped when it passed over Brad Palmer. His gaze froze.
He saw space distorted. Brad Palmer had somehow transformed into a young woman wearing the black priest robes of the Church of the God of War. Everyone around him had a dazed look in their eyes, as if trapped in a dream.
This... a dream? Xiyeke suddenly remembered something, his eyes filled with fear.
Despite the scorching heat, he still felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, with goosebumps covering his back.
"You, you are..."
"Yes." The corners of the beautiful lady's mouth curled up slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth.
About ten minutes later, the team suddenly became active again, with sorrow on everyone's face. They had just fallen into a collective dream, in which an earth elemental attack had occurred. Brad Palmer had sacrificed his life to protect the team, and even His Majesty Hiyek had been unable to save him.
Xiyeke straightened his clothes and fell into thought.
Part of his soul perished on the Island of Origin, which slightly diminished his divinity. He also sensed that the part of the world's origin that belonged to the Sea God had been erased, which meant that he had lost his status as a true god forever. Even if he returned, he could only be a subordinate god.
It was obvious that Wayne Stewell had defeated his own projection and became the fourteenth true god in the history of the Apocalypse Continent. The man who was once an ant in his own eyes had become such a powerful existence that he had to look up to.
And it also occupies a large part of the other party's destiny.
His main goal now was to find Bromfield and reach the back of the Apocalypse Continent. In that world, there was enough world origin to replace his father and become the second pillar.
For this reason, he chose to cooperate deeply with Servisi. Now his main body is still fused with Servisi and he has no intention of separating. He occupied Meredith's body just for the purpose of making plans.
After devouring the god of death and completing the prerequisites for promotion to a higher level, he still needed to fuse the origin of the world and use an Old One as a sacrifice for promotion.
Bromfield, or Guarani himself, is their target.
According to his observations on the road of destiny, the portal to the back of the Apocalypse Continent was opened in Fort Bordan in 1159, which was 300 years ago.
The last war between gods took place there. No, if the dream war is included, it was the second to last war between gods.
This requires the authority of time or the meteorological tides of the time element to open. His original target was the Goddess of Earth, but now it seems that this is not necessary because Wayne Stewell possesses the authority of time.
Hiyek already has a rough answer on how to kill the opponent at the same time.
Then let the dream end everything.
……
The island of origin.
"This island is much bigger than I imagined." Zhou Ning walked inward in the increasingly thick fog on the island.
The road was filled with similar ruins and the occasional giant golden eyes in the sky. Occasionally, adventurers dressed in different clothing would be seen dead on the ground. Furthermore, the deeper one went, the higher the level of the deceased.
It was not until he became a true god that Zhou Ning truly felt that this island was shrouded in a very dense time domain.
This is proven by the long river of time that appears from time to time on the ground, and the fragments of time that either float in the long river of time, reach out from time to time, or wander around in the ruins.
They wailed or sighed from time to time, and occasionally attacked Zhou Ning.
Just like this, he explored forward little by little, and with Zhou Ning's strength as a god, he did not encounter any fatal crisis.
After about two hours, Zhou Ning arrived at a set of exaggeratedly high white stone steps. There were a total of thirty-three steps, each three to four meters high. Above the steps were the ruins of an ancient church that was sometimes visible and sometimes invisible in the clouds.
This should be a staircase that only giants can climb normally. And inside, Zhou Ning smelled a strong sense of foreboding.
This is a warning that fate brings to me.
Zhou Ning did not rush in, but took out a gambler's gold coin and used it as a medium to start performing the prophecy.